What I Am Loving About My Baby These Days

Last night, my kiddo decided to be awake and UPSET from 4:30 am to 6:30 am.

Ugh.

And today he decided to skip his nap.

Two reasons to be disenchanted with my baby. Really. BUT. Tonight I read about another baby who was taken back to rest in the arms of our Savior at only 11 months old, and I realized--- Today is not the day to ruminate on all the things that went WRONG with my kid and my day as a stay-at-home-mom. Today is the day to CELEBRATE my sweet son. Every day is a day to celebrate my sweet son, who I got to kiss goodnight just a little while ago. Too many empty-handed parents didn't get that moment today.

So... a list.


What I Am Loving About My Baby These Days

I love the way he looked yesterday when I went in to get him from his nap. (see above)... His hair was all tousled and he was full of charming smiles for me. SO excited to see me.

I love the way he pats me on the back sometimes when I pick him up and hold him.

I love his little set of four teeth on top and four teeth on bottom, and how they come together in his sweet little grin.

I love his little voice saying, "Baa-Baa" and clutching his fist open and closed as he waves farewell.

I love that when I get off the phone, he mimics me saying "bye bye" with his little "baa baa!"

I love his scoot. So innovative, so original... so HIM.

I love all the signs he know and uses. His little hands forming shapes and words and his face lighting up when we understand him.

I love kissing the top of his head, his soft, thick hair...

I love his little bum.... And his skinny legs... and his belly button.

I love that he sinks into my chest when he is tired and I am singing to him before naps and bedtime.

I love when he figures out something new-- like turning a flashlight on and off...

I love that he LOVES books and will bring very specific ones to me to read to him.

I love how he freezes whenever he hears an airplane or helicopter and makes the sign for "airplane" and makes a whooooshing sound.

I love that when I say the word "hot", he blows... like he is blowing on a bite of hot food.

I also love that sometimes when I say the word "HAT", he thinks I am saying "hot" and still blows!

I love that he brings hats for Dad to wear, and sunglasses for me to wear.

I love that when he hears a phone ring, he brings his forearm to his ear and makes a "hello" sound with inquisitive eyes at me.

I love his "ooo??" sound that he uses instead of "uh-oh".... More like an "oops!" without the P.

I love his heft.... he is still so small, but he is solid, and warm, and real... and a complete miracle.

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I MADE this kid. I wasn't the architect, just the factory, but I MADE HIM from scratch.... and NOW look at him! How amazing is this baby-thing??? Really... Incredible. He started so small, and grows in leaps and bounds every day.

I am so blessed to be given stewardship over this human being. I am so blessed for every day I have with him. I am so blessed.

Moms, all of you are so blessed. Give your baby another kiss, and know you are blessed.